When Xia Tian first came here, she thought it might be just a bustle. After the people who came here over the past few days, Xia Tian found that Dama Mountain is really not ordinary now.

Today alone.

How many masters have he met?

And there are probably more experts coming here nearby.

"Although the matter in Dama Mountain is very hidden now, some people are already selling it at a high price, so many people with poor strength do not know the situation here. Only those with power or strong strength know that giant treasures are coming here. Some people say that the giant treasures here are related to the growth of niggers. In the past, niggers grew up with this giant treasure. Niggers may have planned to take it for themselves, but in the end, this power is too huge and he can't hide it anymore, so the situation here occurs." Shota explained.

"Oh!!" Xia Tian nodded slightly.

"Boss, it seems we will gain something this time." Fang Cun also looked excited.

"There will definitely be no less trouble, solve the trouble first." Xia Tian said.

"Okay, boss!!" Fang Cun said.

"I'll go out for a walk, you two can have a chance to have a chance to play, brothers, play slowly!!" Xia Tian said and walked out with a wine pot in his hand.

He can also give Fangcun and Zhengtai some space.

Both of them are masters of swords. Now that they are familiar with each other, they naturally cannot avoid having to talk.

Xia Tian wanted to go out and get angry secretly and inquire about the information.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In a small alley, three or four adults punched and kicked a seven or eight-year-old child.

"Hmph, if you can't pay the money tomorrow, we will beat you to death." After saying that, the few people spit on the child.

That child was dirty.

There is not a complete piece of clothing.

The pants are also open-stand.

The tears at the corners of the eyes have not completely dried.

His body was covered with bruises. Judging from his overall condition, we know that he must have suffered a lot in normal times.

Although Dama Mountain is not as cold as snow in the country, the weather is not very good. It can be seen in summer that this child has no foundation in cultivation. In other words, a normal child of seven or eight years old will be beaten if he is dressed in such a place about minus 40 degrees below the age of till this time.

Looking at the child's appearance, Xia Tian seemed to remember his past.

The child stood up and patted the dust on himself, then ran to the corner where he took out a quarter of the roast chicken.

Xia Tian could tell that the child was very hungry and he wanted to take a bite, but in the end he just licked his fingers, then swallowed, put the roast chicken in his arms, and limped away.

The child ran to a small village outside the city, and the houses in the village were not very good.

The child entered a room.

I saw in summer that although this house is not very big, it cannot be said that it is too poor to let your children dress like this on such a cold day.

Looking into the house through perspective.

At this time, there were two adults in the room, one man and one woman.

Including the one just now, there were four children, three boys and one girl. Except for that child, the other children were not wearing very well, but at least the clothes were not so torn.

After the child entered the house, he handed over his roast chicken to his father.

"Waste, you are just a waste and can't do anything. Recently, there are so many big shots in the city. You just want such a little thing for me to come back. What's the use of me raising you?" After the adult man said that, he grabbed a handful of willow branches next to him. Obviously he had already prepared it.

When he saw this, Xia Tian frowned. He just saw that the child had no good place on his body. In some places, he could clearly see blood, and in some places, he had scars.

It was already late at night.

It’s particularly cold late at night on Dama Mountain.

It's almost minus fifty degrees.

The child may have been alert and limped out when he saw the willow branches.

The adult man then picked up a stone at his hand and smashed it at the child.

The child's body fell to the ground, and such a large stone was enough to kill a child, but the father showed no mercy at all. Perhaps it was because of the child's unwillingness, so he stood up and continued running outside without even turning his head.

"If you have the ability, don't come back. I will beat you to death when I come back." My father shouted loudly.

The child ran out.

The adult man picked up the roast chicken and ate it. His wife divided it into a small part, and his other three children were also divided into a little bit, and he ate it all.

A tiger poison does not eat any children!!

Xia Tian looked at the family coldly.

"It seems that the weather is getting colder." The adult man trembled all over and then put his coat on his body.

He is an adult who is afraid of the cold.

But I didn't care about the child who ran away.

I don't care about the life or death of that child at all.

The child kept running, not even daring to return his head, and just ran all the way to the dilapidated temple.

Blood dripped from behind his head.

Tears kept flowing out of the corners of the eyes.

Crying, this child sat there and cried!!

On a cold night.

A child, seven or eight years old, sat in this dilapidated temple and cried.

He has no hope.

He only has his parents, but his father doesn't care about his life or death at all, and his mother doesn't even look at him.

This is his life.

No one can say about his suffering.

He can only endure his fatigue.

Others’ seven or eight-year-old children are playing happily, but they are forced to go begging for food every day.

Few people will come back and will be beaten.

And you have to consider being robbed by others every day.

The child looked into the sky.

His eyes were filled with tears, his body was very cold, his hands and feet were frozen purple, but the coldest thing was his heart.

Xia Tian remembered when he was a child and looked at the child again. Although he was often bullied, he was still happy compared to this child.

He now remembered the little match girl.

They have different dreams from normal children.

Their lives are also different.

Xia Tian gently walked to the child, took out the robe from Snow Country and put it on the child: "What are you looking at?"

The child was shocked.

His conditioned reflex was very strong and he was about to run out, but Xia Tian wrapped him in his ferret fur and hugged him in his arms: "I'm not a bad person, can you tell me what you were watching just now?"

Wow!!

Wronged!!

The boundless grievances all collapsed in this one.

He didn't dare to cry loudly before because his heart was very cold.

But at this moment, he cried.
Chapter completed!